I stand at the gates
Two paths a-face
Crystal and jade
Chrysanthemums and Lilies
Should you choose to believe
Or Should you choose to suspend all belief
Where is the promise of release?
There is only the poignancy of internment
Where you go
may not be where you want to be
What you do may not be your calling
But what your calling may not be on the anvil
So where do you go?
Jump in Hell's Fire
Or Walk towards Heaven's Store
I am at that place
where the roads n' forks
Lead me away
Or Snare me
To ensnare
Entrapment
Or Freedom
Ambiguities and contraries, paradoxes and resolutions- Janus is the face of the universe; of life and of death; of beginnings and ends; of positive and negative
I love how you have combined all these so brilliantly
Life is as if smiling everyday at us,
Choose this, or choose that-it says to us,
If you chose this- you will lose out on That,
Life is as if frowning everyday at us,
Open this door, shut that one,
If you open one- the other will be shut,
If you open the other, some other will get stuck
Beauty in ambiguity,
unity in contrariness,
The ruler of Life itself,
The ruler in each man's breast
It is such a universal concept that brings in other things to my mind too..
The choice that is the nature of anything Janus-like, the choices that life presents are so difficult at times that it feels like there's no choice.
Some so tough to make, and some we seem to glide through,
some are made for us, and some choices we're forced to be a part of...
but Janus constantly represents the hope of the Other path..
No matter if NOW a door is closed, at another fork in life- a different door will be open
Existentialist Sartre said once- We are condemned to be free
Janus also reminds me of that strem of thought
Again- 2 points of view- reminding us constantly that everything is relative
This is what your poem made me think Bri..
I LOVE it!!